The Game of Demon Hunter

"My lord, this time the 'death knell' sounds suddenly. I'm afraid the scouts will suffer a lot. Those who have been drawn out until tomorrow may spread panic in the camp." A man wearing steel walker infantry armor followed Guo Yunfeng while walking Said on the side.

Where Guo Yunfeng went, there were bloody footprints step by step. If it hadn't been washed away outside the city in advance, the situation would be worse than it is now.

This time the 'death knell' sounded out of nowhere, not only causing heavy losses to the scouts, but even the steel walker camp was almost lost.

A large number of undead gathered in the direction of the Steelwalker camp as soon as they regained their sanity. In his memory, there were living people and fresh meat everywhere.

Guo Yunfeng handed his ax and spear to the attendant next to him: "Huh, this is Storm's End, everyone understands that their lives are fought by themselves, and those who don't want to go out, tell them not to get it in the camp in the future." One grain, one drop of water."

The person who spoke gave a wry smile: "My lord, they already knew the rules you set, but James and the others didn't care about the poor food in the warehouse..."

"Let James come to see me later, I'll have a chat with him alone." Guo Yunfeng took off his gloves and poured some blood from them: "Also, starting tomorrow, the number of scouts going out will be doubled, and we will organize a lottery in the afternoon .”

"My lord, if this continues, there will be chaos in the camp." The servant felt that he had used up all his wry smiles today: "I'm afraid that before the food is eaten, the hearts of the people will be scattered."

"You misunderstood a little bit. Now they are begging me to protect them, not I am willing to protect them." Guo Yunfeng's voice revealed a trace of indifference: "An emergency meeting will be held in a while, and the door will be opened to me. I don't want to stay. people, let them all get out by themselves."

"Don't bother me, I will see James within half an hour." Guo Yunfeng saw that the follower seemed to have something to say, so he interrupted him directly: "Tell James, if he doesn't come, you will bear the consequences."

"Understood, my lord." The servant poked Guo Yunfeng's ax and spear at the base of the wall, turned and left the independent office.

This is the highest point in the barracks. From the balcony, you can see the bustling survivors outside, as well as the walls that have been strengthened countless times.

Farther away, there is a passage through which the survivors spent their lives, leading to the aristocratic area on one side and the trade area on the other.

Guo Yunfeng scratched his helmet. He had already asked people to pry out the slabs paving the ground in the military camp to strengthen the walls in other areas, and then arranged for a few farmers with farming experience to open up the arable land.

At this time, several fields have become green.

But these famished survivors have no patience to wait until these crops are ripe, and there are always people trying to steal food from the warehouse.

If it wasn't for the mission requirements, Guo Yunfeng would have planned to turn these criminals into fertilizer and fill them in the farmland.

From a certain point of view, my idea is actually no different from that of James, it's just that there is a more cumbersome energy conversion in the middle.

However, he can make this kind of proposal, but others cannot.

Guo Yunfeng leaned on his leather sofa, put his feet on the desk in front of him, and watched the survivors outside cleaning up the corpses outside and leading away the scattered undead.

This position originally belonged to a certain lord, and Guo Yunfeng couldn't remember the names of these nobles, but he remembered the lord's appearance very clearly.

Because that face belonged to the first undead he shattered.

【Number of Survivors: 3367】

In just three days, he lost more than a hundred people. If it weren't for the fact that most of the people here couldn't count, and didn't care about how many people were in the camp, he might have collapsed long ago.

If there is no task prompt to help count the number of people, I am afraid that even he himself does not care how many survivors there are.

According to Guo Yunfeng's personality, among the 3,367 people, at least 300 people could be sentenced to death directly, and it might be a bit unfair to kill all 500 people, but if they are killed every other time, there must be fish that slip through the net.

When Lao Tzu's task is completed, no one will run away, Guo Yunfeng tapped his helmet lightly, and whispered to himself.

"How far is it to get to the camp?" Xu Yichen watched Scott concentrate on searching for the relics of the undead, and urged him: "Don't waste my time, Scott, you will piss me off. "

Nuer held a hand crossbow found from a corpse, and kept scanning his surroundings, for fear that some undead would come out from the corner of the street.

"It's almost time, my lord!" Scott cut off the undead man's finger with a knife, and pulled a gemstone ring off from the severed finger: "You are an extraordinary person, so you don't care about such disasters, but us little people have to Thinking about how to live my life in the future, I have to make up for my loss in Storm's End as much as possible."

Scott smiled at the witcher with a sad face: "Actually, I threw all my belongings in Storm's End, bought two properties and one storefront, and used the rest of the money to Invest in mines."

The witcher couldn't help but looked up at Scott. This mortal, who rolled his sleeves like a butcher and rummaged through the pile of corpses, was actually a rich man before the disaster happened.

Although he was still a small person, his mentality changed very quickly. Not only was he not overwhelmed by the sudden disaster, but he quickly adapted to this way of life, and he had already begun to plan for his future life.

Xu Yichen appreciates this kind of optimistic and planned person.

"If you can leave alive, you can work for me." Xu Yichen said to Scott: "I have a lot of business needs to be taken care of, and I am very short of people."

That's right, I'm short of people. Xu Yichen repeated what he said just now in his heart. When he thought of the players in the battle group who were independent and could do whatever they wanted, he found Scott more and more pleasing to the eye.

"Hey my lord, then you have to make sure that I don't die here. If I become an undead, I can only work for you for one hour a day." Scott climbed up the pole.

"Don't stay too far away from me, these undead have no chance to hurt you." Xu Yichen pulled the longbow in his hand quickly once, and an undead who had just emerged fell to the ground in response: "But I may need to go down to the mine to take a look at the end. At that time, you can ask for blessings."

Xu Yichen didn't know if Scott heard the second part of his sentence, because the other party had already quickly ran over to pick up the money, and said while running: "I got rich, that's a Viscountess!"

In the distance, at the end of the street, a barrier made of corpses was already visible to the naked eye.